My Running Valentine

Given the turn in the weather, I knew I’d be out on the streets this Valentine’s morning. I love running. Today’s Valentine’s Day. What could be better?

Two sweet surprises while out running, that’s what.

Surprise #1:

Anna LOVES John!

Do I know Anna or John? No. Then how would I possibly know she lurvs him?! Because, Anna placed balloons declaring her love all along my running route. POW!

When I saw the first one, it made me smile to know of this girl’s love for her boy. But, then I saw more tied to various objects still further up the street. When I turned the corner, there were even more balloons tied to mailboxes and street signs. More sentiments of Anna’s love for John. Turned another corner and still more.

It was fantastic and I smiled all the way home.

Looky:

This was the first one I saw. I LOVE YOU TOO!

….then these:

Love U!

Pink!

Do you Need Love?!

I don’t understand the black balloon…

This is the view as I turned the corner to home. The balloons are on signs and mailboxes all along the left side of the street:

Anna? I hope John loves you right back. If nothing else, know that you brightened my (and the other runners and walkers in my neighborhood) Valentine’s Day run.

Surprise #2:

As I ran towards home, filled with Anna’s surprise for John, I saw a neighbor walking to the end of his driveway. When I got within earshot he asked:

Will you be my Valentine?

WHAT?!

Do you know how long it has been since someone asked me to be their Valentine? TWO HOURS!

I immediately burst out laughing and kind of stumbled past his house (I’m sure I was blushing), but never answered him. Although I did thank him for asking. So sweet.

These two surprises are just part of the reason I love to run; you never ever know what you’re gonna see or hear on the roads.

This morning, as I eagerly laced up my shoes, I was just grateful that the weather had warmed and I would get to pound the pavement. Now, I’m even more grateful that I have this morning’s experiences to add to my cache of running memories.